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archonsabyss · 9 months

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╰─..✶. [ Our Little Family ]

❒ pairing: husband!kuroo x wife!fem!reader

❒ genre: fluff!

❒ warnings: established relationship! reader is showing (small baby bump)! mentions of vagina? Uhh idk what else lmk

❒ wc: 1.8k

𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗿 𝗗𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆? (pt 1) | 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗞𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘀 (pt 3) | 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (pt 4)

─❒ authors note: and dad kuroo continues.. Not proofread. Been in my drafts for a week bcz I had sm planned 4 it only I said said screw it & adjusted a few things. Not my best but it's something. I'm sick of keeping these things in my drafts because they're not done, knowing full well that they'll never be done with the way my mind works

Kuroo was staring.

He'd been staring ever since he abandoned looking for his charger to observantly glare at your body buried beneath the two layers of blankets.

Kuroo had developed a staring problem ever since his baby fever kicked in and even worse after you revealed the little secret you've been keeping. Learning of the tiny life form growing within your stomach, Kuroo was now keen on not missing even a second of the process. Quite literally every second.

Today was no exception. He awoke, rolled over in bed to face you, and slung his arm over your stomach as carefully as he could. When you eventually woke up and begged him to either get up with you or let you get up yourself, like a lost puppy he followed your every move. Walking with you into the bathroom and watching you as you brushed your teeth and cleaned up only to get back into bed.

His eyes followed your every move. The flexing of your fingers, the tilting of your head, the parting of your lips, and the lazy fluttering of your eyes. Kuroo was intent on grasping every motion.

After coming so far with the man you fell into step with his unrelenting gaze and learned to dismiss it knowing he didn't necessarily want something all the time. Though it was quite the challenge trying to decipher what gaze of his was demanding of something, and what gaze was just a simple gaze.

Somehow the hours flew by and Kuroo gave you space to breathe, letting himself get distracted by things around the house. Only it didn't last long as he ended up positioned on his knees on his side of the bed with his elbows digging into the mattress and his chin resting lazily in his palm, eyes drifting back and forth from your eyes to your stomach.

You were so deeply engrossed in your phone that his inquisitive stare went unnoticed until the long audible huffs of air heaved from his chest one after the other in an almost perfectly timed pattern.

Kuroo huffed. A few seconds later he repeated his action.

His attempt at getting your attention worked smoothly after the tenth time as you lowered your phone and glanced at him. Only your attention didn't stay on him long enough before you went back to your phone, so Kuroo resorted to climbing onto the bed and demanding you of your attention by shifting his body to press up against your side, and his head to rest on the pillow peaking out from behind you. He buried his nose into the material of your shirt and cuddled up to you as he's done a thousand times over.

"What's wrong this time, Tetsu," You asked softly, pulling the blanket away from his face and running your fingers through his hair.

Kuroo slid his warm hands under your shirt and placed it against the small barely visible swelling of your stomach, and that in itself is an answer to his lingering stare.

"I put a baby in you" He thoughtlessly blurted out, eyes brimming with an innocent factor that made you bite back a hearty laugh.

Not denying the truth you nodded, "Yes. You did"

"I actually put a baby in you" He repeats sounding even more amazed by the fact.

"I put a ring on you and I put a baby in you"

"Tetsurou?" You furrowed your brows, smiling in minor confusion as Kuroo continued to mumble under his breath.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah perfect. Why'd you ask?" He blinked and you shrugged.

Kuroo finds himself slipping deeper into his trail of thoughts and you don't bother to stop him. You forget your phone and the book you were reading before getting distracted on your device and focus on the way your husband's hand is subconsciously slipping under your shirt and rubbing circles on your stomach.

"What do you think it is?"

Kuroo's ears immediately perk up at your question and is pulling his face away just enough for you to look at each other.

Excitement quickly seizes his body and you can feel it in the way his usually stiff neck and tense shoulders as of lately, relieve themselves of all its repressed burdens and deflate into the bed; into your hold, with ease.

"A girl and a boy!" He impulsively exclaims as if he'd been pondering the thought quite often; which he most certainly had. Often being beyond an understatement.

Kuroo is not surprised when your brows knit together and you're looking at him as if he was insane.

You didn't oppose the idea of twins, however, you did fear the process of birthing them and that caused you to sober.

"I want a whole army of little demons to terrorize our extended family" He grins cheerfully.

"I'd for sure train one to steal Kenmas video games when I'm not around. God knows I need all the help I can get with that child. I'll need one to bully Atsumu. One to hover around Tsuki and piss him off while I record the entire thing. One would be my littlest carbon copy and inherit all my amazing good looks and personality and taunt people for the hell of it. Another would be your carbon copy but a total daddy's girl, have me wrapped around her tiny fingers just like her mama... And─"

"And that sounds adorable" You shush him, "But you're getting ahead of yourself, Kuroo. Let me push this one out first before you start planning my vagina's destruction"

"When you put it like that I kinda sound like an inconsiderate douche who's neglecting his wife's beautiful body and incredibly delicate mindset" He grumbled with a pout, pushing himself to lay on top of you, careful to not squish your baby bump.

"....You are"

"Am not"

"...."

silence

"Am I really?" He mumbled with round innocent eyes peering up at you knowing it was your weakness.

Kuroo shifts, lifting his body off the bed and hovering over you. His hands pressing into the headboard beside your head.

"Yeah, you're right, you're not... usually"

"Funny" He mutters with a roll of his eyes as he scoots down to bury his face between your breasts. Instinctly your fingers comb through his hair and your nails are running smoothly along his scalp, occasionally tugging pieces of his hair that were tangled in the process.

Kuroo moves down lower until his face is in line with your stomach and presses a light kiss to its covered front.

"Your mama's a real meanie, you know that? You agree with me don't you baby girl, you'd love another sibling won't ya? Such a shame Mama said no, what a bore"

The steady vibration of your chest beneath him as your laughter resonates in his ears has him grinning ear to ear. Kuroo can't contain the complacent grin etched onto his face and the way his heart leaps and flutters in absolute awe as he manages to bring out your smile and laughter.

"So... Baby girl, huh" You mused.

"Yes. Daddy's little girl" He says proudly.

"I wouldn't want to be there if it proves otherwise and it's not your baby girl but a baby boy instead"

"Hush, wife. It's a girl"

"And if it's not?" You chewed on your bottom lip which Kuroo spontaneously decides to tug free with his thumb and lean up to give it a short lewd kiss; his lips moulding gently around the plush of your bottom one and holding it captive between his teeth. He nibbles at it while muffling out incoherent sentences that you don't try to make sense of.

"Then it's a boy" He brazenly dismisses, admiring the subtle swelling of your bottom lip.

Kuroo refocuses his attention on his 'little girl', lifting your shirt above your stomach before peppering the skin with heartfelt kisses. Each one is warm and sensitive and filled with no less love than the one before it. And you have to physically restrain yourself from squirming due to the slight ticklish sensation it causes.

"And if it does turn out to be a girl then we'll just have to make a boy next time and vice versa"

"You're really pushing this little army agenda, aren't you"

Kuroo pauses. He tilts his head to the side and gives you a blank look that you're unable to interpret.

"Mostly" He answered. "I do hope to have a big family with you. But that all depends on you, my beautiful wife. It's your body... Just as it is mine" He whispered the last part suggestively and you don't refute; not entirely disagreeing with him. After all, no one has loved your body through its best and through its worst with its every flaw and insecurity, as he has.

"I hope you know I'll support any and every decision you make. Giving me this one here─" He gestured to his hand resting on your stomach, "is more than enough. If my teasing is getting too much for you and you feel pressured, then you gotta let me know baby girl. Because the last thing I wanna do is force you into something you aren't ready for or don't want"

"Mhm," You hummed thoughtfully, placing your hands on the back of his head and lightly pulling it down to lay on your stomach. Kuroo doesn't oppose your actions and simply follows along.

"Birth is scary" You confess. "That's the part that scares me. I want as many children as my body and sanity will allow me to have! But there's so much more to consider ya know? Like this is going to be our first baby and I'm thrilled but also terrified out of my mind fearing the worst" You wheezed with a loss of air after the words just began to spew from your mouth.

It's Kuroo's chance to laugh and your chance to feel as his chest shakes.

He shifts his weight onto his knees and uses his hands to cup your face, hushing your shortened breaths and heaving body.

"You're fine" He assured with a subtle nudge of his nose against yours. "There'll always be more to consider. But you know me, beautiful. And you know that I'm gonna be here every step of the way"

"I'm going to take care of you and our kid" He promised, heart pulsating steadily as he holds you.

"It's going to be our child and it'll be our family. You, me, and the baby. We'll take it as it comes alright. One day at a time, together, yeah?"

Your arms encircle his neck and you pull him closer. "Mhm"

"Love you baby girl" Kuroo whispers with a smile as he draws circles on your cheek with his thumb.

"Love you more"

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archonsabyss · 10 months

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╰─..✶. [ Dad or Daddy? ]

❒ pairing: husband!kuroo x fem!reader

❒ genre: fluff! nsfw/suggestive [mdni]! insinuated smut + smut build-up no actual smut yet!

❒ warnings: established relationship! slightly clingy & horny kuroo! talk of wanting to start a family! few swears thrown here & there! Talk of pregnancy & breastfeeding! playful teasing & dirty talk! think Kuroo has a daddy kink in here?

❒ wc: 2.08k

𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗟𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 (pt 2) | 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗞𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘀 (pt 3) | 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 (pt 4)

─❒ authors note: honestly idk wher to start but hi.. I'm Raie and I suck at writing but I write anyways. I look forward to sharing my lustful fantasies with y'all

He'd been pestering you for the past three weeks. Lurking around every corner, eyeing you from every angle, and carefully watching even the smallest of twitches in your expression.

Kuroo was hovering.

No doubt about it, something was up and if anything by the small hints he'd been dropping you knew exactly what.

"Love?" You sighed heavily for the umpteenth time today as you returned the clothing item to its line. You looked over your shoulder at your husband whose eyes have been glaring attentively at your head─ not so inconspicuously drifting to your stomach when he knows yours looking─ ever since you've entered the mall.

Kuroo doesn't say anything as he stands behind you with his hands stuffed into his pockets. He simply shrugs with a pursed smile as you raise your brow at him.

He doesn't want to outrightly say it which is why he's been quietly hinting at his now-growing desire to build his family. He knows you know what he wants but to your amusement, you've ended up teasing him longer than he had the patience to deal with.

You want him to verbally bring the topic up whereas he wants you to read his mind and do it first. And so far, he'd been keeping a good pace of competing with you. But he was slowly slipping when he caught you looking in the direction of the kid's clothing only to turn on your feet and walk in the opposite direction leaving him to pout and trail behind you.

"Are you hungry?" You asked and he shook his head, shoulders perching before dropping.

"Are you tired?"

"Are you... horny?"

"Why must you put it like that" He cracked, an excessively dramatic pout forming on his lips as he huffs under his breath and stepped closer to you. "But now that you mention it, kinda"

You chuckle lightly, looping one arm around his waist and giving it a slight squeeze before planting a kiss on his cheek and the corner of his lips, finally relenting to the suffering you've caused him with your feigned obliviousness.

Despite the circumstances, Kuroo's mind drifts away for a moment when he sees you smiling at him. He melts and admires the gentle tugging of your lips and the way your eyes waver between understanding and as always complete adoration whenever you look at him.

He's so enamoured with the way your gaze is filled with love that he's taken by surprise when you lean into him and whisper a few words seemingly nothing to anyone but everything to him.

He blinks and you don't let go of his hand or the arm you're clinging onto.

Kuroo looks down at you unphased but you see the gears churning and his mind processing.

"So... You're saying yes?"

"No, I said we'll talk about it at home"

"Which technically means yes! You've never said no to me before..." He states factly, his eyes beaming with life and excitement and you knew he had a point.

"We'll talk about it at home" You conclude one last time and he lights up even more.

Suddenly he's tugging you in the direction of the baby clothes and just as he pointed out─ you were unable to deny him so you stifled your laughter and allowed him to pull you along.

"I want this" Kuroo shoves his phone in your face for you to see a picture of a matching father and daughter outfit and you indulged him with an amused smile, nodding your head before getting back to work.

After dragging him away from the baby section, you'd gone to pay for the clothes you'd picked out in favour of his input and Kuroo huffed the entire time at your lack of enthusiasm, but little did he know you were enjoying every second of his enthusiasm with a fond secretive smile.

Kuroo carried the bags until you reached the car, shoved them into the backseat and practically sped home.

"Now then," You could practically hear the smirk in his voice as he dropped the shopping bags onto the couch, shrugged off his hoodie and turned to face you with a knowing grin.

You know what you said but at the time you forgot you had documents that needed to be submitted or else you'd probably─ most likely lose your job. "It feels like you're avoiding the topic, again... " You heard him grumble under his breath and you felt bad, it wasn't your intent but Kuroo could wait a few hours more could he not?

He couldn't.

He'd call your name in a sing-song, show up behind you and wrap his arms around you, whispering sweet words into your ear hoping to seduce you away from work.

When that didn't work he became more touchy. His hands fitted on the curve of your hips before they snuck under your shirt and drifted up to place on the dents beneath your ribcage. Your skin is warm compared to his chilling fingertips.

You'd hiss at him but make no move to shoo him away which he'd taken as permission to continue. It led to his hands roaming every inch of your stomach and swell of your breasts beneath your bra but no reaction. He then tried sliding his hands down your pants which then garnered the response he was looking for.

"Tetsurou, my love. Let me finish cooking so I can get to that report. Once that's done we can talk, okay? But the more you try to seduce me the longer it's going to take"

"Then just leave the food and the report"

"No can do. It's not worth starving or the stress, please, baby boy" You pleaded softly.

"I hate you" He mumbled but he didn't mean it.

Kuroo exhaled loudly while leaning down defeatedly to peck your cheek and forcefully drag himself away from you when you say, "What a shame, to have to tell our kids how much their father hates their mother"

Kuroo's ears perk. He glanced over his shoulder with slitted eyes narrowed at you.

"Does that mean..." The words get lost in his throat as you wink at him.

"Mean what?"

"Fuck you... sweetheart" He swears but there's no aggression to his tone when you can hear the distinct manner in which it almost fades out softly when addressing you.

Kuroo is standing in front of you within seconds, spinning you on your heels and pulling you flush against him.

"What's wrong?" You chuckle, trailing a finger up his chest. "Have a change of heart... Daddy" You emphasize the last part but internally you're cringing. "Don't want me to have your babies?"

"Now.. you're just mocking me" He pushes you against the counter and looks at you intently. "You never call me daddy" The shock is evident on his face but it does not mean he hates the newly given title, if anything he loves it and loves it even more after replaying it countless many times in his head.

"Call me that again"

"No"

"I've waited five years" Kuroo confesses exasperatedly and you scrunch your nose, processing.

"I want kids and I want you to call me daddy" He grumbles, grinding against you.

"You want a lot of things, Tetsurou"

"Things I only want with you" He nuzzles his nose against yours.

He certainly had a way with words.

"I want to be the father of your kids! I want to love and cherish them just as I do you! And I want to have as many children as you'll let me... I just want it to be with you, everything. My firsts and my lasts, everything..."

Long forgotten are the food you intended to prepare and the work you were stressing to hurriedly submit. In that moment all that mattered stood in front of you. A moment just as special as your first kiss and your first night together and the day he proposed and the day you married. Sincerity in his every word and the sincerity in his intention blissfully overwhelmed you.

"Contrary to what you may think, I've given it a long hard thought. I've looked up every possible pregnancy article and watched those horrifying birth documentaries, hell, I've even sat down with your mother for God's sake. I know it'll be hard but you gotta give me props here sweetheart... "

"Tetsurou"

"Like I get it. You're probably scared. Babies grow up and their teenage phase ain't a joke but fuck. Do you know how hard it is to not think of you pregnant? Or when our bundle of joy is finally born and you're breastfeeding em? Could fucking drool at the thought. And we'd for sure all get matching outfits! Cuddle up in bed! I'd Spoil my babies rotten"

"Tetsu, love"

You've gone ignored twice but you let him have his fun rambling. You're pretty amused but there's a tinge of anxiousness arising ever so slowly.

"I don't care if we get cock blocked for the rest of our lives. Pregnancy is something I'd love to experience with you and only you" Spoken as if he'd be the one baring the child. You're entertained.

"Is that so?"

"Yes. And I just picture coming home to my beautiful wife, to a home filled with laughter. I'd have my little army of partners in crime... teach em my ways and we'd bully the guys together"

"I'd feel sorry for your wife. She doesn't know what she signed up for, did she?"

"Meanie"

"But 's too late now" You hummed pinching his side and slipping out of his embrace only he was faster and grasped your wrist, giving one forceful tug which has you reeling back into him.

"You're right about that" He exhales lightly, warm air blowing softly into your ear causing a chill to run up your spine. Kuroo tugs on the drawstrings of your pants loosening them.

"She's mine and I'm hers" He nibbles on your earlobe.

"And she ain't getting away"

You relent. You give in.

Your head falls back to rest against his chest, lulling to the side giving him free access to the entire expanse of your neck and he takes full advantage of it. His finger trace over your cunt and your jaw clenches in response.

"Tetsu..." You mumble weakly.

"Just think of it, sweetheart... You'd take me so well I know it" His index finger teases your entrance.

"Y-You're not giving me t-time to answer y-you..." You stuttered between ragged breaths. Kuroo's arm wraps around your waist and holds most of your weight sensing your knees giving in.

"My bad, my bad"

With that said, he pulls away. His finger leaves your cunt to ache for itself as he brings it to his finger and licks it clean.

"Tetsu" You groan, "Can't you just put it in"

"I haven't received a clear answer from you, sweetheart. Until we talk this through properly you ain't getting anything. I gotta know if ya want me with or without protection"

"Please" You ask softly and he purses his lips knowing that he's slipping.

"Call me daddy"

"No" You refused immediately and is he surprised? No. But he knows you'll break so he rubs against you.

"Either of the two"

"Oh fuck just put it in, please"

"No can do"

Your fuse has been blown and you throw your head back in frustration. Him wanting kids but denying you made you irritable, though if you were the least bit rational right now you'd have admired him and even respected him all the more as a significant other; needing a clear and affirmative answer from you before proceeding. Then again, he'd given you the ultimatum of calling him something you'd only ever jokingly said once to him in your entire time being together, which was today and not even an hour ago.

"Kuroo" You warned as his hands teasingly massages your thighs.

"Nah ah. I'm not giving in this time baby... You can't have me until you decide"

"for fuck sakes I'M PREGNANT already"

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archonsabyss · 8 months

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╰─..✶. [ New Addition ]

❒ pairing: husband!kuroo x pregnant fem!reader

❒ genre: fluff!

❒ warnings: pregnant reader! pregnancy hormones (moodswings)! reassuring and comforting kuroo cause he's perfect T.T

❒ wc: 1.4k

Pregnant Series : 𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗿 𝗗𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆? Pt1 | 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗟𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 Pt2 | 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗞𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘀 Pt 3

─❒ authors note: i'm dying. this was soo frkn adorable to write. self indulgent but isn't everything heh. enjoy my dears 🤍

Like every other day, Kuroo comes waltzing into the living room immediately after getting home with the biggest grin known to man set upon his face, and like every other day you don't reciprocate nearly as much energy as he does.

The happiness that seeps through his tired eyes and the joy that bubbles in his overused and abused bones, and just like every other day there is no specific reason other than pure excitement entering through those doors signified. It meant another day has gone by and it was another day closer to meeting the arrival of his most anticipated little one.

Hearing his voice calling out to you as he enters, you look up and find yourself dozing off into thought. Lately, it feels as though you've only spared your husband a single glance now and then, callings him when you felt cold and in need of warm cuddles, when your cravings surfaced at odd hours when you needed something; something not being entirely him but more so what he could do for you.

Looking at the face of the love of your life, the man you married, you questioned how you ended up where you were, with him; a man so endearing and beautiful and perfect, and you wondered if had you been taking advantage of him. When last have you offered him something more than a kiss? When last have you taken care of him and his needs the way you did before your pregnancy?

Had you forgotten him the way you asked him not to forget you when your child's born?

Before even realizing it, your lip quivered as Kuroo came closer.

"Hey, hey" You hear his voice calling in panic as he kneels before you suddenly worried. Your face is held in his hands the way he does so often, and guilt smothers you when you question yourself when last have you done this to him?

"You're home," You said with a brief hitch in your breath, hands reaching impatiently out to hold him. Kuroo smiles, kissing each of your cheeks and nodding.

"I am beautiful"

"Are you angry at me?" You asked looking at him with tears in your eyes; tears he's grown accustomed to brushing away with his thumb and kissing the remnants of its sadness away.

"Why would I be angry at you, sweetheart?"

"I still love you"

"I know" He chuckles, "What makes you think I don't, beautiful?"

"I didn't mean to ignore you"

"You've been ignoring me?" The news comes as a surprise to him.

You lightly shake your head feeling overwhelmed. "I'm sorry I don't appreciate you as much. I just realized that I don't give you as much attention anymore. I'm just using you for things I want and I didn't even realize it. You're always doing so much for me and then I just end up taking advantage of you when I don't mean to and I hate it. I'm sorry"

"Aww, is that what has my baby upset?"

You sniffle, burying your face into his palms.

Kuroo nuzzles his nose against yours and pouts. "Don't think like that, I don't. I love that you're relying on me. It's my responsibility to look after my beautiful pregnant wife. I put a baby in your after all and you're doing most of the work carrying em for me. Such a gift..." He whispers, "It can be tiring sometimes but anything for you. You've always done so much for me, and even now you barely notice them. I'm fine, promise. 'm doing just fine"

"I missed you," You said as Kuroo hugs you, "You're always leaving me"

"I thought you were tired of me clinging to you, baby" He chuckled softly, stroking his long fingers up and down the expanse of your back, not giving the change of atmosphere a second thought having adjusted to your easily changing moods.

"... 'm sorry" You muffled into his broad chest, "Didn't mean to"

"I know" He pulls away, once again placing a kiss on your cheek before standing up and adding, "I got something for you though"

Kuroo's rather ecstatic to see your reaction and he can't help the giddiness he feels tingling in his bones as nudges your head back by the index finger he has folded under your chin. You look at him and there's a mild curiosity dwindling in your eyes.

He is quick to assure you he'll be back in a few before he leaves to retrieve the gift he spent months thinking about and weeks planning, it's an understatement to say that not only was their excitement building within you as you heard the soft mewling upon his reentry, but your love for the man exceeded its limits every passing second.

"You didn't" You squealed, shifting forward on the couch with your hand resting against your 22 weeks old bump.

"Tetsurou!"

"Yeah," He grins so big with his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he hands you the little white basket where a gorgeously furry mainecoon kitten sits peering up at you in confusion.

"Tetsu," You said with a quivering lip as you looked at your husband with tears in your eyes. "You didn't"

"I did, honey" He cooed sweetly while kneeling in front of you. "Wanted to do something special for my girl" He adds as if he hasn't done something special for you every day of your life.

"I love you" "I love you so much" You look up at him with so much love that he may just pass out from the overwhelming amount. And it only gets worse when he sees how you delicately raise the kitten out of her basket and cradle it in your arms, paws gently grazing against your bulging stomach that he's so obsessed with.

"It's a girl," He tells you while lifting your legs off the couch to sit beside you before settling them to extend over his. Kuroo adjusts the blanket to cover you properly and watches from the corner of his eyes as you deflate into the cushions he'd placed for you in the corner of the couch earlier on.

"Hi there gorgeous" You mumbled in awe, eyes admiring her shaded black fur and in response, the darling kitten hiccups a meow. "Such a precious little thing aren't you"

Kuroo chuckles softly as you baby the kitten, feeling a sense of pride knowing he'd been the one to choose her for you.

"Come here" You mumbled at Kuroo who does as you say and leans in to meet your expectant lips.

"Stop being so perfect" You pouted between appreciative kisses.

"Can't do─" He nuzzles his nose against yours, "... 'S not like you make it easy for me. Wannabe perfect for you" And he tries. He wholeheartedly tries every day.

Kuroo tilts your head to the side in hopes of getting a longer kiss from you but is interrupted by the kitten wobbling out of your hold and onto his chest.

"Well hi to you too" He runs a hand over her fur before stealing one last kiss from you."We should name her"

"She looks like you" You state in all seriousness, mind swirling with an idea he doesn't entirely like but is content so long as it comes from you.

"Don't name her after me" He pouts, "I wanna be your only Tetsurou"

"But.." You try to argue, raising the kitten in his face and she waves a paw at him, "She looks like you"

"Looking like me is enough" He mumbles. "Wanna name her after you then"

"Kuroo" A groan slips from him as you use his last name.

"Fine, fine. You owe me something tonight then"

"Done" You grin widely with a giggle passing as you bring the kitten close to your chest and hug her. "Welcome to the family little Tetsu"

Kuroo sighed and deflates into the couch, pretending as though his heart doesn't exhilarate when he feels you intertwining your fingers with his under the blanket, sneaking in a kiss to his jaw when he's eyes are closed and his head is resting against the couch. And he hums sweetly even as the kitten makes herself home in his lap and you make yourself comfortable with your head on his shoulder.

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╰─..✶. [ Morning Kicks ]

❒ pairing: husband!kuroo x wife!fem!reader

❒ genre: pure fluff!

❒ warnings: none

❒ wc: 680

Series : 𝗗𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝗿 𝗗𝗮𝗱𝗱𝘆? Pt1 𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗟𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 Pt2 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗔𝗱𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 Pt4

─❒ authors note: I just had to write & post something even if it's a little drabble. I got antsy 🤞🏻 but HEY it's my first time ever writing smthn so short!! someone applaud me cuz it wasn't as hard as it's always been.

There is a constant shuffling in the bed that eventually awakes you from your slumber.

You tiredly blink away the remnants of sleep and let out a breathless yawn when you see the blurred face of your Husband come into vision.

"Morning" He greets with a blissful grin permanently plastered onto his face and in return, your smile comes naturally as you welcome the routine greeting.

Kuroo presses a kiss to your cheek and you intake a whiff of his crisp minty breath before his cheek lightly presses against your stomach and his greeting his little one.

"Do you ever sleep in anymore, Tetsu?" Another yawn involuntarily breaks from your lips before you can stop it, signalling just how exhausted you were.

Another day, another restless night filled with discomfort and emotionally taxing pregnancy mood swings. Your husband's response is simply flashing you a charming grin and a flirtatious wink, "Morning's the only time I can talk to the kid without you side-eyeing me"

"Is that what the morning attacks are for?" You gaped, making sense of the constant kicking you feel in the morning when you're unable to fully pull yourself from exhaustion's clutches. Your child was enjoying their bonding time with their father at the cost of your beauty sleep; a sleep that barely carried any resting effect on your antsy mind and anxious body.

"Shhh" Kuroo hushes you with his finger. "It's her way of communicating"

"What do you talk about?" You asked curiously and your beloved husband's face contorts into

"It's top secret! For our ears only," Kuroo unapologetically apologizes, "Right baby" He rubs a hand over your almost 19 weeks pregnant baby bump and there's a very responsive kick under where his hand lays still that has your jaw hanging.

"What, you don't love me anymore" Your quivering voice fades into silence as your expression morphs into hurtful disbelief.

"No no no no, that's not it baby" Kuroo is quick to act, chuckling as your mood shifts instantly without warning.

"It's funny?" Your brows furrow, lips frowning. "You find it funny... Tetsu"

"No sweetheart" He cooed patiently, "It's adorable"

"It's adorable?" Kuroo is not entirely surprised when you manage to misread the meaning of his words entirely and shows no sign of frustration or irritation. He sweetly scoops you into his arms as he rests his back against the headboard, and tucks you both safely between the blankets. He rests his chin on your shoulder and nudged his nose against your neck, planting one kiss after the other.

"I love you" He affirms. "Love you more than life itself. Love you more than anyone. And you're adorable when you're pregnant─ actually, you're always adorable. My wife is the light of my life, yeah?"

Your thudding heart settles as he soothes words of affirmation into your ear with a low euphonic voice that one could easily mistake for seductive.

"You're going to forget about me when they're born" You whispered teary-eyed despite his assurance.

"How could I?" In lateral view, you catch a glimpse of his pouting expression. "I'd never forget you. Ever. Never... I love you, remember"

"Are you sure?"

"Never been more sure in my life"

"Okay, now go get me ice"

"Ice for breakfast?" He asks and you nod in confirmation. "Ice for breakfast it is" Without so much as a grumble, Kuroo gently shifts out from behind you, fluffing your pillow in the process of standing up before gesturing you to lean forward so he can rearrange them, and then he's grabbing his shirt off the floor and walking off while smoothly putting it on leaving you with the very attractive glimpse of his abs, and the simple action of putting on a shirt, and a slight sway of his hips as he stretches his long limbs and disappears from the room to bring you your desired breakfast as a good husband should.

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